Dumbledore looked at Grindelwald, was silent for a moment, and nodded.

Grindelwald placed a hand on Dumbledore's shoulder, and the magic surged over him, and everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Only Professors McGonagall and Sprout were able to get a little ahead.

Everyone was shocked, it was really terrifying, as if they were facing the whole world, and the pressure of the sky was rushing to their faces.

A surging red light appeared on the two of them.

Their blood blends with each other, and their magic interacts with each other under the influence of their oaths.

At the same time, in one of the drawers of Dumbledore's desk in the Headmaster's office, a gemstone surrounded by silverware was emitting a warm red glow.

The Blood Pact is their contract and their hub.

With the combined efforts of the two archwizards, and the secret support of Hogwarts, the suppression of Slytherin's authority was temporarily broken, and the tip of the wand was pointed at the closed mouth of the Slytherin statue.

The surging magic power calmed down in an instant, and the heavens and the earth were peaceful, and everyone looked at the two old men, and there was some disbelief in their eyes.

"Let's go, let's go back."

Dumbledore spoke, his tone a little tired, but his eyes were unusually bright and bright in the dim environment.

Grindelwald still had a big smile on his face.

Everyone didn't talk too much about the two old men, they hugged them, and returned the same way.

At night, beneath the silent surface of Hogwarts, there is a myriad of warmth.

The ingenuity of children and the cunning of adults are vividly reflected in the intricate roads of the castle. Cleverness is followed by rejoicing and complacency, and cunning is followed by a smile of goodwill.

In the headmaster's room, the silence that had been lost for a long time filled every gap, and the portraits on the walls felt a little suffocated.

The two old men looked at each other, their eyes were full of memories and emotions, obviously there was no external contradiction, but it was such a scene.

They always said that the old man would see it, but when it really came to himself, Grindelwald, like Dumbledore, retreated.

This is their confrontation, a confrontation with the past.

Fawkes couldn't stand the atmosphere either, and flew out of the principal's office early to find his eldest nephew in the Forbidden Forest.

This guy is a frequent visitor to the Forbidden Forest, and often haunts Ralph's nest, often pointing fingers at Ralph's nest, saying that the nest is not as good as a valuable branch.

Ralph rolled his eyes. How thick the branches that can support the Thunderbird to stand must be! and expensive wood, it's just asking for it.

Despite this, Ralph and Fawkes have a good relationship due to their blood relationship with the Thunderbirds.

From Fawkes, Ralph learned a lot of good fire control skills, and his ability to control fire magic has been greatly improved.

Fawkes is one of the few wizard-educated phoenixes, not only has its own bloodline in terms of magical knowledge, but also has Hogwarts reserves.

In addition to his age, it helped Ralph a lot. Although it is a little out of tune, it may be that you are used to being a pet, and there is always someone to cover it, but you will still do your due duty to Ralph.

This time, Fawkes didn't know what to think, and he actually wanted to add his inheritance to the inheritance land of the Forbidden Forest.

In his words, there are few phoenixes in this world who are as smart, studious, and have the strength of two families.

However, Ralph thinks he may just want a statue.

In the end, Ralph, who couldn't resist Fox, had to send someone to talk to the centaurs and ask them to prepare the materials.

However, Ralph also explained to Fawkes that if there was not enough stone, he would ask Professor McGonagall to ask him, and Fawkes readily agreed.

It's hard to imagine that Fox, who is so old and so old, can still be coquettish, who knows how he learned it.

"Is this the consequence of living longer?"

Ralph thought blankly, the ear feathers on both sides trembled, and suddenly his body trembled, and a chill hit.

in the mind

, he just imagined that he wanted to be as coquettish as Fox, it was too penetrating.

Shaking his head vigorously, Ralph walked outside the cavern, holding his head high and facing the cold moonlight, trying to stand tall.

Principal's Office.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald were still seated opposite each other, separated by desks.

They looked at each other as if they were getting acquainted again.

An inexplicable sense of urgency slowly rose in the hearts of both parties.

"I..." *2

They said at the same time.

"I'll start with that." *2

After a pause, the same words overlapped at the same moment.

They looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

Grindelwald stood up and held out his hand to Dumbledore very gentlemanly.

Dumbledore shook his head with a smile, took his hand, and stood up.

A burning sensation came from the palm of the hand, familiar and unfamiliar, and the repeated pain beat in the palm of the hand.

A phantom shadow overlapped on the palm of the hand where the two intersected, and before it covered the whole body, another phantom shadow overlapped.

The warmth of youth, the sorrow of middle age, the pain of blood fusion, and the separation of magic interactions, came again.

A drop of illusory blood dripped from the palm of the intersecting hand, and the invisible magic power stirred, surrounding the blood, and silver silk threads were woven out of thin air.

An illusory red light illuminated the entire headmaster's room, spreading out of the window, only to be slowly dissolved by the light of the outside sky.

Time solidifies the past, and the past turns into shackles, and shackles imprison people's hearts.

The illusory red light slowly faded away, and a silver necklace floated in the air.

Underneath the necklace is a black gemstone with a faint red glow that comes and goes.

"Gail."

Dumbledore called softly.

Grindelwald also responded, the changes in his body had long since dissolved, revealing his original appearance.

The two sat down again and began talking.

The necklace, representing the past blood alliance, was hung around Grindelwald's neck by Dumbledore's own hands. He himself had a blood pact necklace with him.

In the past, they didn't want to talk, and so did the big war.

Who is indebted to whom, who is betraying? They couldn't tell, but guilt filled their hearts.

It is better to reconcile with time and time, with the past, and with the negative emotions in your heart, than with the other party.

The two talked for a long time.

"How are you feeling?"

Grindelwald asked with a smile, a rare smile he had ever had in such a cheerful and unobtrusive way.

"I'm going to go to the Hog's Head Bar. Do you want to be together?"

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, not answering his question.

Grindelwald smiled and shook his head.

Newt Residence.

Mr. and Mrs. Scamander were lying in bed, eyes open, looking at the ceiling, both of them suffering from insomnia.

"Can't sleep? Tina."

Newt asked softly.

"Aren't you the same?"

Tina replied.

"It's hard to imagine that there are such powerful wizards in the wizarding world besides Dumbledore."

Tina added.

Newt did not respond, was silent for a while, and suddenly said:

"I know who he is?"

"Oh? See what we guessed?"

Tina said with a sudden smile.

"I think it's Grindelwald."

Newt said with a bitter face.

"Looks like we're thinking the same way~"

Tina whispered.

Neither of them expected that Dumbledore would dare to release Grindelwald and be so openly placed at Hogwarts as a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts.

"The wizarding world has really gotten to this point

Is it done?"

Newt thought so, believing in Dumbledore as always. Even though he knew about their relationship, he was convinced that Dumbledore would not let Grindelwald out for his own reasons.

Over the next few days, the professors descended into the Slytherin chamber several times and used a series of magic to discover what was going on behind the Slytherin statue's mouth.

The statue's mouth can be opened, and it is estimated that it also needs to be old, but they have no plans to open it for the time being.

The professors used their magic to drill a hole and prepare to begin Grindelwald's plan to transform themselves by sending the water from the Star Fountain into the basilisk's sleeping place, turning it into vapour, allowing it to slowly absorb the water as it breathes.

In the dimly lit space, the basilisk was entrenched, its large head with a bright red feather lazily resting on its thick body.

The water vapor filled the entire space, and the stone walls were condensed with water droplets, and from time to time a surging light streaked through the water droplets, providing a faint fluorescence to the cave.

Under the force of gravity, water droplets slide off the walls, drip from the ceiling, and fall straight to the ground.

But interestingly, the ground that should have been wet was unusually dry and completely inconsistent with the overall environment. Instead of wetting any of the ground, the droplets of water that fell on the ground were strangely evaporated and reintegrated into the air.

The basilisk is sleeping, and without the call of the old serpent, it will continue to exist in its slumber, escaping the effects of time.

The huge body hovered in a ball, and if you looked closely, you could clearly see the signs of the basilisk's breathing, which was very weak.

One by one, countless amounts of air were inhaled into the body, and after wandering around the vast body, they were slowly exhaled.

In this way, the water vapor containing the water of the star spring is continuously absorbed into the body by the basilisk during the breath.

The magical power flowed through its body, making the basilisk move comfortably, and its eyelids moved, as if it was about to wake up, but it was still asleep.

The natural lifespan of a basilisk can exceed 900 years, and the Basilisk left behind by Slytherin is more than 1,000 years, and the reason for this is sleep.

[In view of the general environment,

The old snake cavity can cause the basilisk to fall into a deep sleep, thus preventing it from continuing to grow, entering a state similar to suspended animation.

During this time, the thin mana is enough to sustain its vital signs.

While it is said that deep sleep can stop the basilisk from growing, this is not accurate. While sleeping, the basilisk does not stop growing, but the rate of growth becomes very low, which is not perceptible in a year or two.

If the sleep span is larger, the changes in the basilisk will be clearly visible.

Time flew by, and the little wizards had become accustomed to the rooster crows every morning, and the chicken droppings all over the lawn.

Ravenclaw's second Quidditch match is also about to begin.

William and Ralph were once again in a state of hustle.

Their Potions research team was tasked with a task from Professor Sgrahorn to work on a magic drink, supposedly prepared for the Muggle world.